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“Le Space Race.” Or, “Computer Games For My Fun, But For No Profit & No Wives” *I Could Survive W/O The Wives, But Never Without The Computer Gaming Lives I Lived–Am Still Living*

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Figured this is as good as that.

OR… why waste good ancient prose?

Your choice.

Here ya go:

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Now that is a good term from the Cold War, i.e., ‘Le Space Race.’
However, it still rings true today; rings true as something, almost… unattainable, yet so very much coveted.

“Escape Velocity”

Cal Gone! Take me away! (sic) Yeah: sick.

Point is, I have spent the better part of my life ‘playing’ computer games. Some might be tempted to label them ‘video’ games.
(They are NOT video games, Love: they are ways I increase my mental, mental…”)
Old Story warning here:

That guy. That guy, who used to write about distance running, what was his name” Oh Yeah! Joe Henderson; I read all of his books… Oh yeah! He died of a heart-attack… Just details…

He wrote a bit:
His bit went something like this:
He was ‘runnin’ down a road. Some kid says, “Hey, Hi! Mister Jogger!”
He replied, “Hey Kid! I am not a jogger; I am a runner! A ‘Runner!’ Get it right!”
The kid replied, “Well then, why are you jogging?”
I had to laugh; been there, et etcetera…
This is the part where I get pissed. (And when I get pissed… well, you would not like me)

The worst thing one (amongst the uninitiated) is to say, proclaim:
“Are you still playin’ that damn stupid video game?!!”
Perfect retort:

“Yes Madame. I am.”
“Oh. Well, be a good boy and don’t go downtown, protesting’ and such…”
“Yessum. I won’t”
“Good boy there then…”
“Yes, Ma’am.” (“Now Fuck Off” This is what I did truly think)

But,  she I did have a point, but my ‘point’ swerved into something else, which I really do not wanna talk about.
My point it thus: Kids that played computer games in the Eighties are now in charge of your world.
And to loosely quote Forrest Gump:
“That is all I am gonna say about that.”

Some thoughts?

And P.S., Yes! I have of late, been spending some quality time with some of my ‘computer’ games. They know me there, and I don’t have to be too creative (actually, I do, but most….) Well…

My blogging experience is failing me of late. Not to say that I do not appreciate The Community. Just to say… that I am between gigs and this is beginning to weigh upon me.

Certainly, I will be about, but please do not chastise me for not visiting your respective blogs on a respective basis. (My intent is to intentionally do so, albeit, tomorrow), yet… I am real tired.

And my health is no good.

I will catch up…

mañana,

I Promise.

“For Love or Money”

“He Grabs At The Air Because There’s Nothin’ There…”

Credit: Joni

 

And yeah! In case you missed my ‘subliminal’ bullshit:

I still miss Shonnie

’tis a curse: A curse of a good woman.

https://texantales.com/2021/06/20/shonnie-just-some-last-thoughts-one-reminisce-2/

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Tuesday Ed. Note: This Post Makes Absolutely NO SENSE

Hahahahaha

Yes! ‘The Asshole Boy Is Back In Commerce-Town’ Or ‘How I Spent My Summer Vacation.’ Obviously This Will Be Another WIPID–‘Work In Progress–I Digress.’

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Author’s Moron Ed. Note: This Post is in Serious Need of

An Edit Enema

So… Check Back Early & Often.

I Tend To ‘Edit-As-I Go’–Horrible ‘Writer’s Bad Habit’

Be There A ‘Glen Oaks’ For That?

Naw. I Will Never Find ‘Help’ For My Bad Writing

Mais, Bonne Chance Mes Amis, et ‘Me’

The Boy Is Back In Town

(Best To Hide Yer Daughters)

Street Cred: Thin Lizzy Official

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So… Check Back Early & Often.

I Tend To ‘Edit-As-I Go’–Horrible ‘Writer’s Bad Habit’

Be There A ‘Glen Oaks For That?

Naw. I Will Never Find ‘Help’ For My Bad Writing

Et Bonne Chance, Mes Amis

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I Am Frantically Trying to Accurately And Honestly Recount My Recent Events As Fast As I Can: While They Are Still Fresh & Alive & Bubbling In My Mind.

Bare With Me. And Please Stay Tuned!

And Y’all Already Know By Now…

This is a ‘Rough Draft’

(Ain’t They All?)

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DT’S Comin’ On Soon–Monsoon!

Glen Oaks, Take Two, Three, Four, More?

At This Point, I Have Lost Count, Or…

A Sailor/Texan Flew Over The Cuckoo’s Nest-

Once More

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One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest

Thug Notes Summary & Analysis

“In My Dreams At Least I Don’t Die”

https://texantales.com/2022/06/19/just-one-more-on-my-adventures-with-alcohol-twenty-eight-days-a-wake-up-in-my-dreams-i-dont-die/

Thank God I Have ‘Frequent Flyer Miles’ W/Them:

“Glen Oaks Loony Toons Hospital”

They Know Me There,

But Never in That

‘Biblical Sense’–

NO TOUCHING ALLOWED!

Damn The Rotten Luck!

I Had a Major CRUSH On A ‘Thirty-Something’

Brilliantly Wicked-Smart,

Beautiful Young Lady

Yes! She Knows Who She Is, But You ‘Casual Readers’

Will NEVER Know–Ever! Not Ever!

Happily Married “Girl”

99.99 Percent of Y’all Will Never Deserve to know.

Jes Sayin’

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“Outside The sun is up and The Wind Blows me like a paper cup,

Down the High-way”

Here is My Stolen Song for Her:

i.e., I was almost old enough to be her grandfather!

(Story-of-my-Life: Always just a little too late)

Have I used this ‘line’ before?‘

Note to self: ‘Move this BS Line UP a few lines‘

Probab-ally,

YES!

Anyway, It Fits

For you see, I just Recently Checked in

AGAIN

To Discover what my current condition was in

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“Gutter Balls”

For You See,

I Was Never Worth A Shit At Understanding The Lame Game

And Even If I Did,

I’M Shit At Bowling.

I Think I Do Not Quite Understand the Physics

OF

The Game

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TBC

I always meet the most fascinating, interesting folks in Re-Hab

P.S. This Time I Met ‘Medusa

And King Kong

And A Real Cowboy

And A Native-American Meth Head

with three, count ’em, Three ‘Baby Mamas

And BTW, when did ‘Baby-Mama’ become a ‘thing?’

I am so far behind the times…

Anyway, I loved them ALL

And I Shall Expand Upon

This ‘Cast-Of-Caricatures’,

NO!

That is Bullshit Writing From Me!

They Are ALL Real/Decent/Wonderful/Intelligent People

NEVER Caricatures!

And I Shall Carry Them All Around in M hip Pocket

Until The Day I Die

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Even If It Hare-Lips The Pope

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To Any Left Out There in Glen Oaks ‘Radio-Land’ Who May Still Give-A-Shit:

I Found My ‘Mouse-House’ Just as I Had Left It:

A Crime Aghast Nature!

(But At Least it was Still My House)

“And A Very-Very Fine Mouse House”

And if You Evah Think I Take LIFE Too Seriously,

Ponder This One Y’all:

A Gnat Just Flew Up My Nose! Can You Imagine The State of Pissed Off This Spun Me Into? If I’d had My 12 Gauge… Never mind. “Roach Motel” This Might Meet The Requirements of a Good Sea Story: “This is a No-Shitter”

‘Le Space Farce. Uh… I Meant “Space Race!” And fuck LBJ!— Space Race.’ It is always all about race, ain’t it?

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“She tries his Head–To-Night–Un-knowingly” Fuck You God! Fuck You Biden! And Fuk U Too Joni Mitchell! and While I’m handing out ‘fuck yous,’ Fuck you most of all Lance A. Marcom!

Figured this is as good as that.

OR… why waste good ancient prose?

Your choice.

Here ya go:

*****

Now that is a good term from the Cold War, i.e., ‘Le Space Race.’
However, it still rings true today; rings true as something, almost… unattainable, yet so very much coveted.
“Escape Velocity”

Cal Gone! Take me away! (sic) Yeah: sick.
Point is, I have spent the better part of my life ‘playing’ computer games. Some might be tempted to label them ‘video’ games.

(They are NOT video games, Love: they are ways I increase my mental, mental…”)
Old Story warning here:

That guy. That guy, who used to write about distance running, what was his name” Oh Yeah! Joe Henderson; I read all of his books… Oh yeah! He died of a heart-attack… Just details…
He wrote a bit:
His bit went something like this:

He was ‘runnin’ down a road. Some kid says, “Hey, Hi! Mister Jogger!”
He replied, “Hey Kid! I am not a jogger; I am a runner! A ‘Runner!’ Get it right!”
The kid replied, “Well then, why are you jogging?”

I had to laugh; been there, et etcetera…

This is the part where I get pissed. (And when I get pissed… well, you would not like me)
The worst thing one (amongst the uninitiated) is to say, proclaim:
“Are you still playin’ that damn stupid video game?!!”
Perfect retort:

“Yes Madame. I am.”
“Oh. Well, be a good boy and don’t go downtown, protesting’ and such…”
“Yessum. I won’t”
“Good boy there then…”
“Yes, Ma’am.” (“Now Fuck Off” This is what I did truly think)

But,  she I did have a point, but my ‘point’ swerved into something else, which I really do not wanna talk about.

My point it thus: Kids that played computer games in the Eighties are now in charge of your world.
And to loosely quote Forrest Gump:
“That is all I am gonna say about that.”

Some thoughts?

And P.S., Yes! I have of late, been spending some quality time with some of my ‘computer’ games. They know me there, and I don’t have to be too creative (actually, I do, but most….) Well…

My blogging experience is failing me of late. Not to say that I do not appreciate The Community. Just to say… that I am between gigs and this is beginning to weigh upon me.

Certainly, I will be about, but please do not chastise me for not visiting your respective blogs on a respective basis. (My intent is to intentionally do so, albeit, tomorrow), yet… I am real tired.

And my health is no good.

I will catch up…

mañana,

I Promise.

“For Love or Money”

Lots of forty watt successes.

 

I cannot stop laughin’ my ass off!

Joni My Love of My Life!

And yeah! In case you missed my ‘subliminal’ bullshit:

I still miss Shonnie

’tis a curse: A curse of a good woman.

https://texantales.com/2021/06/20/shonnie-just-some-last-thoughts-one-reminisce-2/

https://texantales.com/2021/06/20/shonnie-just-some-last-thoughts-one-reminisce-2/

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Tuesday Ed. Note: This Post Makes Absolutely NO SENSE

Hahahahaha

‘Le Space Race’ Have A Blast (Off)

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The Police – Walking On The Moon

Have a Blast (Off)

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To the Moon Alice. To The Moon Do You want To go To The Moon?

Cred: IAintOverYet

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A Trip to the Moon – the 1902 Science Fiction Film

by Georges Méliès

 

 

 

Figured this is as good as that.

OR… why waste good ancient prose?

Your choice.

Here ya go:

*****

Now that is a good term from the Cold War, i.e., ‘Le Space Race.’
However, it still rings true today; rings true as something, almost… unattainable, yet so very much coveted.
“Escape Velocity”
Cal Gone! Take me away! (sic) Yeah: sick.
Point is, I have spent the better part of my life ‘playing’ computer games. Some might be tempted to label them ‘video’ games.
(They are NOT video games, Love: they are ways I increase my mental, mental…”)
Old Story warning here:
That guy. That guy, who used to write about distance running, what was his name” Oh Yeah! Joe Henderson; I read all of his books… Oh yeah! He died of a heart-attack… Just details…
He wrote a bit:
His bit went something like this:
He was ‘runnin’ down a road. Some kid says, “Hey, Hi! Mister Jogger!”
He replied, “Hey Kid! I am not a jogger; I am a runner! A ‘Runner!’ Get it right!”
The kid replied, “Well then, why are you jogging?”
I had to laugh; been there, et etcetera…
This is the part where I get pissed. (And when I get pissed… well, you would not like me)
The worst thing one (amongst the uninitiated) is to say, proclaim:
“Are you still playin’ that damn stupid video game?!!”
Perfect retort:
“Yes Madame. I am.”
“Oh. Well, be a good boy and don’t go downtown, protesting’ and such…”
“Yessum. I won’t”
“Good boy there then…”
“Yes, Ma’am.” (“Now Fuck Off” This is what I did truly think)

But,  she I did have a point, but my ‘point’ swerved into something else, which I really do not wanna talk about.
My point it thus: Kids that played computer games in the Eighties are now in charge of your world.
And to loosely quote Forrest Gump:
“That is all I am gonna say about that.”

Some thoughts?

And P.S., Yes! I have of late, been spending some quality time with some of my ‘computer’ games. They know me there, and I don’t have to be too creative (actually, I do, but most….) Well…

My blogging experience is failing me of late. Not to say that I do not appreciate The Community. Just to say… that I am between gigs and this is beginning to weigh upon me.

Certainly, I will be about, but please do not chastise me for not visiting your respective blogs on a respective basis. (My intent is to intentionally do so, albeit, tomorrow), yet… I am real tired.

And my health is no good.

I will catch up…

mañana,

I Promise.

 

 

 

Is One The Moon, Dear Clown Tied To A String For Me?

“For Love or Money” –Joni

***

And yeah! In case you missed my ‘subliminal’ bullshit:

I still miss Shonnie

’tis a curse: A curse of a good woman.

Shonnie: Just Some Last Thoughts & One “Reminisce”–Important ‘Breaking News’ Re: Shonnie’s ‘Make-Over’

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Tuesday Ed. Note: This Post Makes Absolutely NO SENSE

Hahahahaha

C’on Ya’ll. This One is just for Nostalgia Fun.Yeah, I Am in My Second Childhood—”Meep Meep”

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Flashback: Circa ’68.
No longer a child.

Not yet a man.

But I loved watching Road-Runner and Wile E. Coyote.

Every Saturday morning one could find me firmly ensconced in front of Mom’s and mine little B/W TV.

Watching RR & Coyote.
And laughing my ass off!

I was easily entertained—Had not yet developed my Cynicism.

Nor Had I Yet Discovered the Magical Nature of Girls

(That Would Come ‘Later’)

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I planned my week around watching those two:

RR & Wile E. Coyote
So now I am doing it again.
Only difference is… Internet—Watch whenever I want—For as long as I want.

(Not good, as I have substance abuse issues)

As I said:

‘Second Childhood’

Meep! Meep!

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Bonus ‘Added Value’ :

Flash Forward to the 90’s:

(Cartoons Kinda Changed)


Credit: The Legendary Joe Cartoon

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“Once a Man and twice a Child.”

Check Out My ‘Real’ Situation

Cred for Vid Share: el perro reggae

Yeah, I Am in My Second Childhood—Meep Meep

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Flashback: Circa ’68.
No longer a child.

Not yet a man.

But I loved watching Road-Runner and Wile E. Coyote.

Every Saturday morning one could find me firmly ensconced in front of Mom’s and mine little B/W TV.

Watching RR & Coyote.
And laughing my ass off!

I was easily entertained—Had not yet developed my Cynicism.

Nor Discovered the Magical Nature of Girls

I planned my week around watching those two.
So now I am doing it again.
Only difference is… Internet—Watch whenever I want—For as long as I want.

(Not good, as I have substance abuse issues)

As I said:

‘Second Childhood’

Meep! Meep!

*****

Bonus ‘Added Value’ :

Flash Forward to the 90’s:

(Cartoons Kinda Changed)


Credit: The Legendary Joe Cartoon

******

“Once a Man and twice a Child.”